To avoid a long back story, let's begin with some basics. I'm Ray, 39 now but at the time of this story I was 36. My wife and I had been renting a garage space from some mutual friends for about 2 years when this particular day happened. You see our business was located on Jenna and Rex's property about 100 yards from their home. So, to say we saw each other a lot would be a fair statement.
We had many conversations throughout our friendship, as well as shared personal things, and even sex things. My wife and I were swingers, and they were most defiantly not. That being said, over time Jenna started to become more and more curious about our lifestyle, and even more so about our sex life.
It wasn't long before my wife started to warn me about the look in Jenna's eyes. I took this warning with a grain of salt because I hadn't seen it yet, but my wife was usually right about these things. What couldn't be denied however was the amount of time Jenna was spending out at the shop when my wife wasn't there, and her husband was still at work.
I tried to ignore it, but the dresses, long pauses, and conversations were starting to paint a very different picture than what I tried to keep in my head. This was a friend, and a wife of a friend.
That's where this story really begins. You see, she had been listening to our stories. Heard about our crazy sexual tryst. Heard about our romps at sex parties. Our threesomes, couple swapping, my wife's boyfriend, and more. She had been hooked on our tales of BDSM and things she could only read about. To top it off, she also saw me very much the Alpha Male I am and started to see her own husband as the beta male he is. After all of this I think she finally had enough.
On a very normal Tuesday while working on a client's vehicle I found myself alone at work. This wasn't rare but not super common. Most days were my wife and I, she working on her parts of the vehicles, and I would focus on the parts that I did. This particular day she really didn't have anything, as I had a vehicle that needed some work that only I could do, and she left to go on one of her long drives up state. Leaving me all by myself to drown out the world with a podcast and a buff job that would take hours.
Then suddenly I wasn't alone. I noticed Jenna standing by another vehicle just kind of watching me work. At the time I had head phones in, and wasn't sure if she was talking or just hanging out. As I finished the section I was working on, I hit pause on my Podcast and turned to address her.
The first thing I really notice is, she's wearing a black tank top and a sports bra, which both are straining to hold her very large breasts in them. I am also very aware of her hard nipples through the material. Being that I'm wearing sun glasses I'm getting to steal some glances hopefully unnoticed. I'm also taking in the fact that the yoga pants she's wearing are a little tight as well. I'm becoming surer she isn't wearing panties. As my eyes notice between the faint difference of shadow vs pant color, her pussy lips just visible in the fabric around her crotch.
My cock is starting to notice this too, so I remain on my stool, and start making small talk. Trying to convince myself she isn't down there, dressed like that because of me. Maybe she had a gym she was going to, or maybe she was cheating on her man. I wasn't sure, though I felt confident it wasn't for me.
As the small talk kind of tapered off I really started feel that this wasn't a regular visit. Her presence becoming more obviously something else. She had a different look in her eye. Something distant and yet something very much in that moment. LUST! I have seen this look in many eyes but never hers. this moment was becoming hard for me to ignore, but as I stood up to retrieve a tool I needed. I watched her eyes very deliberately stare directly at my cock. I'm in black basketball shorts due to how well they breath, and my thick 7plus inch cock was semi hard. Shes staring right at it. Not sure what to do I turn around and walk to my tool box and start going through my stuff to find what I need.
At this very moment a lot is going through my head. 1, I am 90% sure Jenna came out here to fuck. 2, I'm not sure how I felt about this. 3, I'm not sure what to say either. What I do know is that if that's what she came out here for I better figure out what my role is going to be very soon because Jenna 100% knows what she wants.
As I'm processing all of this, I hear her walking up behind me, not super close, but close enough to know I could have her in my arms in about 3 steps. So, I turn on my heels facing her. Her eyes are still glued on my cock. This attention and my mental awareness have led to me now being almost fully hard. Without even thinking about it, I flexed my cock and saw her kind of tense up for a second, her mouth slightly open as if she was trying to decide how to ask me if she could see it. In that very moment something clicked in my head and I knew what to do, and based on the many conversations I knew exactly what to give to her.
Her eyes went big as saucers when I moved next. Without any warning, I reached down, and pulled my cock out. By this point I was fully hard, and my rigid and veiny cock was out to be seen. She was speechless, just staring at my dick like it's the first one she'd ever seen. I took a step toward her, and she doesn't move. I take one more step, and again she doesn't move.at this point Im roughly 3 to 4 feet away from her. As if I had shocked her, her body jumped when my voice changed the air in the room.
"Jenna, do you have something you want to ask me?" I asked in a calm but demanding tone.
"Huh, umm what.... I'm sorry.... your dick..... I'm not..... I..... I don't..... I..... Can I suck your dick" she stammered out
"Not yet" I reply semi coldly, "first you have to earn it"
I heard her gasp, and I knew she had planned this. She had over the last few months told me about her desires to be Dominated, and fucked. How she wanted to let go, and not have be asked what to do, but to be taken, and fucked properly. Now that Im standing here with my dick out and her mouth watering. I knew I needed to give her the fuck she deserved.
"Umm, how do I earn it then?" she asked
"First off, confess.... Confess to me why you came down here, dressed like that, no panties, and in a top that showed off your very hard nipples, and very round ass" As I was asking this I had pushed her agaist the hood of a big service truck, my cock pressed against her lower abdomen, her tits into my chest. Her arms I pushed to either side of the brush guard, and my mouth was millimeters from hers. She leaned in to kiss me, but I backed my head away. "confess" I say again.
She blushes, and her breathing changing, I can shes gathering her thoughs. While all of this is happening I took out some twine I had secretly retrieved from my tool box a few minutes earlier and started to bind her wrists to the either side of the trucks bumper.
"What are you doing to me Ray," she says trying to sound innocent but never trying to move her hands out of the way,
